Where the Wind Comes From
So here we are, the whole family gathered up at the ranch for Thanksgiving with the exception of my brother's family because he's still deployed in Khandahar, Afghanistan. He may be home by the time this turkey is done. Mom got it fresh from the Hutterite colony and they grow 'em big. Dang near thirty pounds of bird. In the meantime, we're tiding ourselves over with the cheese curds my sister brought from Washington. Yay for squeaky cheese!
Given that we've had two consecutive days of wind hitting 80-100 mph, we're pretty thankful that it finally died down and most everything we own is still here and not somewhere in Minnesota, but more on that later. A couple weeks back a friend invited me to contribute a post to her blog about what I'm thankful for. Rather than repeating it here, I'll send you on over to Shawna Thomas's place to check it out. And while you're there, take a look at her book, Altered Destiny. My husband says it's the best thing he's read all year.
So here you go, my take on The Simple Things.